‘What’s wrong?’ he asked, his face shocked yet dazed. My hand from his neck reached down past his stomach as I tried forcefully to pull his boxe...s away with one hand. ‘Oh…’ he bit onto his lip. Leaning forward he forcefully pressed his lips against mine, while helping my hand push his boxers down his legs. I could feel his cock against my back, pressing hard against my ass cheek as my pussy yearned for it. Again he lifted my leg, placing my foot behind his knee while I felt his cock lightly. He appreciated her youthful beauty, was certainly attracted to her in a sense, but she was so young, still innocent about so many things. He had a hard time deciding whether he'd view her as a potential lover or more as an adopted daughter. He knew that if he opted for either of the plans Miller had set before him, there would be difficult decisions whichever way he came to view her.There was also the problem of his feelings towards Kim-Ly. If what he'd felt for Kieu-Linh was largely platonic,. I read the ‘massage’ ads. One stands out: Blonde 21 year old with tanned 36-24-36 figure, Bournemouth. I ring the number. She’s working today. I know it’s illicit… and that’s what makes it exciting. What if I get caught? I ask myself… think of the shame. You won’t get caught… it’ll be fun! I’m in a dilemma. I toss a coin – tails. I go. I catch a bus to Yarmouth, a ferry to Lymington and two trains to Bournemouth. A group of school c***dren board the train. I imagine them singing: We know where. As instructed, Jemma was braless, and he cupped one of her firm 36c tits in his hand. She jumped again when he pinched her nipple hard.Next he kneeled down behind her, his face level with her ass. I could see her mouth open as she felt his breath against her skin. He pulled open her ass cheeks, exposing her pink anus and the sublime slope leading to her pussy."What are you doing", Jemma asked, a note of concern, perhaps protest in her voice.Tom immediately stood up and spanked her sharply.